Getting sexy: Obsession / Getting Some / Getting Even

Who am I trying to kid? I know it’s not nearly that simple. Last night, getting caught up in a wave of heat and desire, I forgot how unsettling the morning after with Glenn can be. It was the same way six years ago. It was that way the few times we fell into bed in the months after our relationship ended. Because I’ve always cared deeply for Glenn, whether he’s been in my life or not. And every time I have him for only a brief moment, I’m devastated when he’s gone.

No matter how much I tell myself that I’ll be fine without him, and move on after having amazing sex, that’s just not true.

Beside me, he is silent and still. I snuggle my back against his front and sigh. Maybe I’m a hopeless romantic, but I wish this moment would last forever. Us lying together like this. That there didn’t have to be a goodbye in the morning.

I’m surprised when Glenn links fingers with mine, because I thought he was sleeping. A moment later, he asks, “What are you thinking?”

“I thought you were asleep.”

“I’m not. Tell me what’s on your mind.”

“I’m not sure you want to know,” I answer honestly.

“Try me.”

“You’re leaving soon. Let’s just…enjoy our last moments together.”

He kisses my shoulder. “You never know. I might be thinking the same thing as you.”

Now he’s gotten my attention. I turn my body, positioning my breasts against the hard wall of his chest. I wonder if he’s playing with my mind.

“You really want to know?” I ask.

“Uh-huh.”

“And you want me to be completely honest?”

“Of course.”

“Then I’m thinking that I don’t know how I let myself go here again with you. Not that I don’t enjoy fucking you, but what am I doing? We had our chance to make things work out, and it never did. Now I see you once in a blue moon, and my body craves yours like nothing else I’ve known, but what’s the point? What’s going to come of this?”

“A whole lot can come from this.”

“Yeah, sure. More great sex.” I roll my eyes. “Where have you been for the last six years, anyway?” Having tied the knot myself, I’d put Glenn out of my mind. “I thought I’d never see you again,” I continue. “That you’d finally gotten married or something.”

Glenn laughs heartily, amused by the idea. “No, not married. And why do you think I’m here with you now? It’s because I can never quite get you out of my mind. How much you turn me on. How great we were together.”

“Then why do you always call me when you’re in town for just one night or two? It’s obviously about the booty call. Not that I’m complaining, but it’s getting harder for me to face you the morning after.”

“Ouch.”

“No, listen. You wanted honesty, and I’m giving it to you.” I want to make Glenn see reason. “We can’t do this anymore, no matter how much I might want to.” Because you still have a part of my heart…

Maybe that’s why the sex is so good, and that’s why I haven’t exactly moved on. That’s why I always end up comparing other guys to you. Even the man I married.

“Lishelle—”

“I can’t believe I’m admitting this to you, but it hurts when you leave me. There. I said it. And that’s why we can’t get together for these trysts once in a blue moon anymore,” I say, unable to stop now. “I’ll be thirty-one in August. I have to find my Mr. Right and settle down.”

“Wow,” Glenn says slowly. “You certainly got a lot off your chest.”

“You wanted to know. And look, it’s not like we’re not friends, right? We can be honest with each other.” Despite myself, I run a finger down the center of his chest. “I just don’t want us to be friends who fuck each other anymore.”

“No?”

“Well…after today, I mean.” Shit, I’m already getting horny again.

Glenn moves his body so that he’s now on top of me. He surprises me with a soft kiss on the forehead. I was sure he was going to lock lips with me and leave me begging for him to make me come again.

“What if I said I didn’t want us to stop sleeping with each other?”

“Then I’d say you were being selfish and unfair to me. I don’t even know what you’re doing now. I know nothing about you.”

“I’m a pilot.”

Surprised at his announcement, my eyes meet his. “Really?”

“Uh-huh. All-American Air.”

“How—when—”

“While I was in L.A. waiting for my big break, I was taking flying lessons. I started, oh, about seven years ago. Then the big break never came. And here I am.”

I’m impressed. Really impressed. But I say, “A pilot. See—you could have a girlfriend in every city in the country. That’s exactly why this has to end.”

“I don’t have a girlfriend in every city in the country, but yeah, maybe I am a bit selfish like you said. But there’s a reason for that.”

“I can guess what that is.”

“Probably not.” He pauses. “I’m in love with you, lady.”

He’s looking right into my eyes as he says the words, a steady gaze that doesn’t waver.

I ask, “What did you say?” Can he be serious?

“It doesn’t matter where I go, or where I’ve been. I always end up right back here with you. Why do you think that is?”

“Because I’m an easy lay?”

He chuckles, and the warmth of his laugh fills my body. “I’m easy, too. But only with you.”

“Stop lying.”

“I swear.” His lips capture mine in a gentle, earnest kiss. “Honestly, Lishelle, why do you think I keep coming back to you? Six years have passed at this point. I could easily have moved on. I’ve met other women, sure, but no one can compare to you. I know now that I’ll never be able to get you out of my heart.”

Even though I don’t want it to, my heart starts to fill with hope. “You mean that?”

“Hell, yeah. So why don’t we stop playing around and get back together.”